Imago Hotel And Spa El Calafate

... style in the hope that their faithful travel blog followers may enjoy it just as much. <br><br>Chapter 1: El Calafate<br>Following Ben´s very sad departure back to the rainy shores of Great Britain, Duncan and Nadine set off to their next adventure visiting the glaciers in the South of Argentina, El Calafate. <br>They successfully managed to hail a ...

... probably arrive more around 11:30pm. Hopefully you aren´t trying to connect anywhere else!<br><br>Third, your flight crew will be coming by with meal service soon. Don´t even bother asking what will be served - you have about a 90% chance of getting a stale ham and cheese sandwich! Actually, this is not limited to Argentina - ham and cheese is the flight food staple for all of South America! If you fly LAN you may get a turkey and cream cheese sandwich with a mini alfajor instead ...

... to be up close and personal with these things.<br><br>We couldn't get to the Upsala Glacier (largest one in the park) as the water was too blocked up with icebergs (imagine the train companies in the UK using THAT as an excuse!) but we saw Spegazzini which has cliffs 120m high! Luckily the weather cleared and we got some great views! All we needed to complete the picture was Scrat from Ice Age running along the top after his acorn!<br><br>There was also a ...

... to town. hoping to get to El Chalten to the national park up there for a day or so before we fly back to Buenos aires on wednesday, yes surprisingly we booked a flight as hoping to keep the `30hours on a bus´ experience as a once in a lifetime thing! Joe says: da bus journey was a nightmare, wouldnt have been too bad except they insisted in putting all the films with badly dubed spanish, and the few they showed in english were the transporter trilogy, for anyone that ...

... humbling to witness in person. The glacier forms a dam separating the two arms of the lake and every once in a while the pressure from the water on each side is so great that it results in a ruptura, or breakage, so massive that an entire section of the glacier just disappears in a sensational implosion. Glaciar Poreto Moreno is one of the most dominant, awe-inspiring natural things on this planet. It is up there with things ...

... an hour. Now it was getting really hairy. I gripped the handlebar tighter and tighter, regularly wrenching it back into the center of the lane. Now I was screwed, but there's nothing I could do. Trying to stop would be dangerous because you lose the gyroscopic power of your wheels, and getting going again could be just as hard, and holding your bike up against the wind on the side of the road was no less stressful than just riding on. So on I ...

... yes. Great, but I don't have tickets and the ticket counter is closed! I told him I don't have tickets, the just took my backpack, and threw it into the luggage storage space, and asked me to board and pay for my tickets on board. That's good news to me, although I believe he pocketed the AR$30 for himself. The bus journey was smooth, as the weather sort of cleared up, and I arrived at El Calafate at 8.30pm.

... only for the day!). Promise to post some photos tomorrow - will head to my other brother in law´s shop to use his fast internet connection tomorrow afternoon (afternoon because he owns the local night club which has just opened its doors and doesn´t close till 6am!!). We pan to go next weekend, once Belle has a better sleeping pattern and I have once again rediscovered the lost art of sleeping the siesta - alive and well here in Patagonia! Love to all, Nissa

We are still in recovery mode after the trek of pain, conditions are improving though and we were only going to be sitting on the bus putting our feet up for hours and hours and hours....... On our last day in Puerto Natales waiting for a bus out we decided to try to be like true blue travel on a shoestring backpackers and carry our own snacks and attempt to cook in the utensil-less land of communal hostel kitchens. We cooked roast vegetables. Also, i´m now the proud ...

Day 194: February 25, 2008 Puerto San Julián to Río Gallegos After a good breakfast, we checked out of the hotel, gassed up, and headed south with Liz at the wheel. The road to Río Gallegos is in good shape the whole way and within three hours, we were being pulled over by the Gendarmería at Güer Aike to show our passports, for the last time. Those poor guys who have to do that; I would go nuts in a ...